If we were to walk in the woods and a spring appeared just when we became thirsty, we would call it a miracle. And if on a second walk, if we became thirsty at just that point again, and again the spring appeared, we would remark on the coincidence. But if that spring were there always, we would take it for granted and cease to notice it. Yet is that not more miraculous still?-
How often we go about looking for miracles, when they are right in front of us.
It was one of the lessions both Mark and I had to learn during this growing time.
I often spoke of this being a dark time in our lives.
But that is when growth takes place. Babies grow in the darkness of the womb. Fruit trees grow during the winter, the winds banging againt the trees cause the sap to thicken and the fruit is larger and sweeter.
And that is what happen began to happen in our beings, our lives and in our relationship.